Good morning to everyone. Grace and peace be with you.
Do you believe in Jesus Christ? Do you believe that he is the Son of God? Do you believe that he rose from the dead? Do you believe that he was just a prophet and all the stories that we read in the bible are for us to feel better?
What a way to start your morning right?
So, the standard Christian answers are ‘yes’, ‘yes’, ‘yes’, and ‘no’.
Right?
Ok. But why?
This is the true question. This is where the answers lie. Not if you do, but the why. Why do we believe the way we do?
After lengthy discussions about this topic with either non-believers, on the fencers, or even sometimes believers stating all my reasons why I do … I find myself with the one comeback that there does not seem to be an answer for … “Why not?”
Why wouldn’t I want to believe in the awesomeness of the Bible and the stories of a Higher Being? Why would I want to believe that what I see is all there is? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that there is a place where there is no more suffering, no more pain? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that each encounter is meant to be for a greater purpose? Why not?
When we were kids we wanted the world each time a new toy came on the television or we walked into the store. We wanted the candy and the new flashy gizmo. We wanted to be the first on the block to show off. But our parents knew that too much candy would make us sick and too many gifts would make us entitled. A balance of both would turn us into responsible(ish) adults. That was their job. Not to give us the world but give us to the world at the appointed time so that we could survive when they were gone.
Jesus came to this earth over two thousand years ago to teach us how to deal with the evil in this place. How to help each other. How to love each other. How to witness to each other. How to share our struggles and lift each other up. In essence, to be him in the flesh when a physical touch was needed.
Now, are we Him …No. Can we be Him, No. BUT, we can be like him.
One person told me that they believe in Him, but not the water to wine stuff. I giggled inside. How can you believe in him and not what he did? It comes back to the logic that the enemy uses to turn our eyes from Him. The enemy makes it so easy to cast doubt on His wondrous life, because He is not here to show me in person. I am no different than anyone else, in that I have no reason to believe other than I do. Unless … you count the fact that all the medical professionals told me my mother would live in a nursing home the rest of her life after the accident … she lives quite nicely on her own. Unless … you count that my husband's heart would stop for 20 seconds at a time for no reason and start back up when it was ready … he now has a pacemaker, is alive and well. Unless … you count that my son deployed to one of the harshest regions of the world (Afghanistan) and returned home safely. Unless you count the friend who turned their back on Him and is now worshiping Him again.
Do I believe the first 3 questions…yes. Why…because I see the miracles in my life every day. No one said the Christian walk was a cakewalk, but the icing on the top of that cake is delicious and precious.
Be blessed today my friends.
*** The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. –Psalm 18:2
Do you believe in Jesus Christ? Do you believe that he is the Son of God? Do you believe that he rose from the dead? Do you believe that he was just a prophet and all the stories that we read in the bible are for us to feel better?
What a way to start your morning right?
So, the standard Christian answers are ‘yes’, ‘yes’, ‘yes’, and ‘no’.
Right?
Ok. But why?
This is the true question. This is where the answers lie. Not if you do, but the why. Why do we believe the way we do?
After lengthy discussions about this topic with either non-believers, on the fencers, or even sometimes believers stating all my reasons why I do … I find myself with the one comeback that there does not seem to be an answer for … “Why not?”
Why wouldn’t I want to believe in the awesomeness of the Bible and the stories of a Higher Being? Why would I want to believe that what I see is all there is? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that there is a place where there is no more suffering, no more pain? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that each encounter is meant to be for a greater purpose? Why not?
When we were kids we wanted the world each time a new toy came on the television or we walked into the store. We wanted the candy and the new flashy gizmo. We wanted to be the first on the block to show off. But our parents knew that too much candy would make us sick and too many gifts would make us entitled. A balance of both would turn us into responsible(ish) adults. That was their job. Not to give us the world but give us to the world at the appointed time so that we could survive when they were gone.
Jesus came to this earth over two thousand years ago to teach us how to deal with the evil in this place. How to help each other. How to love each other. How to witness to each other. How to share our struggles and lift each other up. In essence, to be him in the flesh when a physical touch was needed.
Now, are we Him …No. Can we be Him, No. BUT, we can be like him.
One person told me that they believe in Him, but not the water to wine stuff. I giggled inside. How can you believe in him and not what he did? It comes back to the logic that the enemy uses to turn our eyes from Him. The enemy makes it so easy to cast doubt on His wondrous life, because He is not here to show me in person. I am no different than anyone else, in that I have no reason to believe other than I do. Unless … you count the fact that all the medical professionals told me my mother would live in a nursing home the rest of her life after the accident … she lives quite nicely on her own. Unless … you count that my husband's heart would stop for 20 seconds at a time for no reason and start back up when it was ready … he now has a pacemaker, is alive and well. Unless … you count that my son deployed to one of the harshest regions of the world (Afghanistan) and returned home safely. Unless you count the friend who turned their back on Him and is now worshiping Him again.
Do I believe the first 3 questions…yes. Why…because I see the miracles in my life every day. No one said the Christian walk was a cakewalk, but the icing on the top of that cake is delicious and precious.
Be blessed today my friends.
*** The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. –Psalm 18:2
Good morning to everyone. Grace and peace be with you.
Do you believe in Jesus Christ? Do you believe that he is the Son of God? Do you believe that he rose from the dead? Do you believe that he was just a prophet and all the stories that we read in the bible are for us to feel better?
What a way to start your morning right?
So, the standard Christian answers are ‘yes’, ‘yes’, ‘yes’, and ‘no’.
Right?
Ok. But why?
This is the true question. This is where the answers lie. Not if you do, but the why. Why do we believe the way we do?
After lengthy discussions about this topic with either non-believers, on the fencers, or even sometimes believers stating all my reasons why I do … I find myself with the one comeback that there does not seem to be an answer for … “Why not?”
Why wouldn’t I want to believe in the awesomeness of the Bible and the stories of a Higher Being? Why would I want to believe that what I see is all there is? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that there is a place where there is no more suffering, no more pain? Why wouldn’t I want to believe that each encounter is meant to be for a greater purpose? Why not?
When we were kids we wanted the world each time a new toy came on the television or we walked into the store. We wanted the candy and the new flashy gizmo. We wanted to be the first on the block to show off. But our parents knew that too much candy would make us sick and too many gifts would make us entitled. A balance of both would turn us into responsible(ish) adults. That was their job. Not to give us the world but give us to the world at the appointed time so that we could survive when they were gone.
Jesus came to this earth over two thousand years ago to teach us how to deal with the evil in this place. How to help each other. How to love each other. How to witness to each other. How to share our struggles and lift each other up. In essence, to be him in the flesh when a physical touch was needed.
Now, are we Him …No. Can we be Him, No. BUT, we can be like him.
One person told me that they believe in Him, but not the water to wine stuff. I giggled inside. How can you believe in him and not what he did? It comes back to the logic that the enemy uses to turn our eyes from Him. The enemy makes it so easy to cast doubt on His wondrous life, because He is not here to show me in person. I am no different than anyone else, in that I have no reason to believe other than I do. Unless … you count the fact that all the medical professionals told me my mother would live in a nursing home the rest of her life after the accident … she lives quite nicely on her own. Unless … you count that my husband's heart would stop for 20 seconds at a time for no reason and start back up when it was ready … he now has a pacemaker, is alive and well. Unless … you count that my son deployed to one of the harshest regions of the world (Afghanistan) and returned home safely. Unless you count the friend who turned their back on Him and is now worshiping Him again.
Do I believe the first 3 questions…yes. Why…because I see the miracles in my life every day. No one said the Christian walk was a cakewalk, but the icing on the top of that cake is delicious and precious.
Be blessed today my friends.
*** The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. –Psalm 18:2
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